Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 179 Two Wudang Sect Leaders
The five kids had good thoughts in their minds, thinking that even if they couldn't beat Lu Xuan, could they not beat disciples of the same generation?

After all, it's one against five.

Actually, they are not wrong to think so. After all, in the world view of Under One Person, except for a few supermodels, no one can withstand the siege. Even the founders of the Eight Great Techniques are mostly the same.

But these young people forgot one thing, there is a difference between siege and siege.

Hundreds of people set up traps and poisons, ambushed according to the terrain and timing, and attacked continuously in batches. They also had a steady supply of support from the outside, which exhausted their bodies and minds. It was different from the five foolish boys who rushed forward foolishly.

But these five kids clearly don't think so.

"We have good coordination and tacit understanding, and with the help of Junior Brother Zhuge, we can be said to be a self-contained army even though we only have five people."

Zhao Lun confidently patted his chest and said to his four fellow apprentices, "When we were at the Wang family, we were able to make the eldest son of the Wang family embarrassed; at the Tianshi Mansion, we even nearly defeated Brother Tian. Now that we are much stronger, we must win a victory at Wudang Mountain!"

"Ow!"

The other four were also excited and raised their hands and shouted in unison.

He Songling quickly raised the door panel that was carrying them a little higher to avoid being seen by others regarding his connection with these five silly boys.

The current He Songling is completely different from the one who first went to the Lu Family Compound many years ago. He no longer has to rush to the steam train with incomplete station coverage. Relying purely on Qigong, he can run while carrying five fellow apprentices. Even so, his speed is still as fast as the Harmony train.

It didn't take long before we crossed two provinces and arrived in Shiyan.

Before they could even get up the mountain, they saw a short young Taoist priest standing at the end of the mountain road leading to the Wudang Sect. He had his hands in the sleeves of his Taoist robe and was taking a nap leaning against a tree.

Although this young Taoist priest looked ordinary and even looked a little despised, he was very alert. Before He Songling came close, he shuddered all over and woke up, opened his eyes and looked at the wooden board in the sky, and then fell from the sky onto He Songling.

"Hey, Brother He, you're here!"

The young Taoist priest hurriedly took two steps forward, bowed and saluted, "I am Zhou Meng from Wudang, and I have been waiting for you, Senior Brother, for a long time."

"Zhou Meng?"

There was no movement, but as if it understood He Songling's thoughts, the wooden board in the air fell down lightly. This move made the little Taoist priest's eyes light up.

He Songling also looked at the future Wudang leader in front of him. This kid is definitely the best annotation of "When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey is king" and "When there is no general in Shu, Liao Hua is the vanguard".

There were many talented people in Wudang Sect in those days. There were two of the thirty-six thieves. Later, three of them were trapped in the cave by Fenghou Qimen. The head of Wudang Sect went out to get involved in a major event, and he was not even qualified to follow his master out.

In the end, these five outstanding disciples either died, fled, or went crazy, leaving him alone to hold the situation together. It was not easy for him to survive.

But in front of Hong Yin's crazy and misprinted Feng Hou Qimen, he was controlled and had no power to fight back. It can be seen that his strength is indeed far inferior to those of his peers in the world.

"How do you know we are from Trinity School? When we meet, you call me by my full name. Aren't you afraid of mistaking me for someone else?"

"You must be joking. The brothers from Sanyi Sect sent telegrams and invitations in advance when they came to Wudang Mountain. My master specially asked me to wait at the foot of the mountain to welcome the brothers. And Brother He, you..." Zhou Meng looked up and down at the template that had just landed on the ground, and said with a tacit understanding: "Haha, we have heard a lot about this, haha..."

Zhou Meng thought to himself, is there any need to ask? In the entire world of extraordinary people, there is no one else except you, Master He, who likes to be so pretentious and has the ability to do such things.

"Yeah, good, good, good, good."

He Songling understood Zhou Meng's implication, but instead of getting angry, he looked relieved, "Now I have gained some fame in the underworld. After more than ten years of debut, I have never brought shame to my old mentor, Mr. Zuo Gongda."

"You have more than just a small reputation. You are a name that has been long-admired and is well-known!" Zhou Meng's face looked like he was constipated. He entered his future face eighty years in advance, with a wrinkled face like a bun.

It really couldn't be blamed on him. He Songling was indeed a very famous figure in the underworld. He broke into the Tang Sect, killed Quan Xing, helped the Wang family, defeated the Tianshi Mansion, and destroyed the Medicine Immortal Society. With each and every one of these deeds, he even surpassed most of the older generation of powerful men.

But as to whether he brought shame to Zuo Rutong... that's a matter of opinion. There might be someone with a brain as abnormal as He Songling who thinks he was here to bring shame to Trinity School.

"Brother He, fellow brothers from the Trinity Sect, let's go up the mountain first. My master and the old celestial master have been waiting for a long time. Please, please!"

"Hurry up and go up the mountain first." He Songling didn't even need to turn his head to see how eager the five guys behind him were. It seemed that they couldn't wait to be beaten, so let them be.

He stretched out his hand and the door panel that had fallen to the ground flew up again and hit Zhou Meng's ankle directly.

How could Zhou Meng's skills withstand this? He was immediately hit against the door panel and flew away along with the five people from the Trinity Gate.

“Ugh, ahhh!!”

Screams echoed throughout Wudang.

"Hmm?" Zhang Jingqing, who was drinking tea in the side hall of Zixiao Palace, opened his eyelids and said, "Brother Daoist, is there anything I can say?"

The head of Wudang also raised his white eyebrows and looked at the disciples behind him, "Zhou Sheng, what happened to your brother?"

"Hey, it's hard to say." Zhou Sheng, who looked sloppy, scratched his chin. "Maybe he fell down. I'll go check it out."

"Go quickly." The Wudang Sect Leader called out, then turned around and said to Zhang Jingqing, "Master, it's okay, let's continue drinking... tea..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a huge door panel with six people whizzing in from midair. When he looked down, a handsome young man had already stood firmly and bowed, "Sanyi He Songling, greetings to Taoist Master Daozhu."

Taoist Master Daozhu is the head of this generation of Wudang. His face is as red as a date, his eyebrows are longer than his shoulders, and his beard is longer than his belly. He looks like a Taoist master.

"Is it Immortal He who is here?" asked the Wudang leader with a smile.

"Oh, I dare not." He Songling hurried forward to support the old man, "You are older than my master, and I am only a junior, please don't embarrass me. You can call me whatever you want, I will serve you."

"You are not an ordinary junior." The head of Wudang said meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)